It was my 2nd pregnancy. I thought I was already an expert but I wasn’t. Trust me. Every pregnancy is different.
After getting married last 2014, my husband and I decided to have our 2nd baby. The first few months were depressing. Everyone just keeps asking, “So when are you going to have another baby?”. I guess that’s the next question after… “When are you going to marry?”.
Until one day, it just happened.
2 lines!!! I surprised my husband about it and he was so happy!!!
First trimester ain’t a joke. I had instances when I needed to be rushed to the hospital because of UTI and/or bleeding. Bed rest for weeks. The result was good.
2nd trimester was a lot better. Some cramps and pregnancy issues but nothing worst.
3rd trimester was also going well. We thought so! I had gained so much weight. My feet, hands and face all started to swell. My neck and underarm’s skin were getting darker. I have trouble breathing and always catches my breathe.
2 days before giving birth. Things started to get worse. Blurred vision, severe headache and dizziness and some mild stomach aches. I have been reading about those signs every night and day but I keep denying to myself that I am not well.
Until, my husband saw me crying in pain. I’m that type of person who doesn’t like declaring that I’m unwell. If I can take it then i’ll keep it. He rushed me to the lying in clinic where I was scheduled to give birth.
The midwife and the doctor were shocked to see that my blood pressure is 160/100. They tried it again and it even went to 170/100. It was a surprise because I have not been getting high blood pressure during those scheduled pre natal check up. The doctor advised to immediately go to a hospital. She pointed that hypertension is one of the major causes of pregnancy mortality recently. And it even scared my husband.
We went to the nearest hospital through their emergency services. I wasn’t really taking it seriously. I thought the midwife from the clinic was just over reacting because c’mon this is already my 2nd pregnancy. My 1st was just oh so smooth so I already am an expert. But no!
Upon checking my bp again, which went up to 180/100 then 190/100. They asked me to lie down. Inserted some IV and medicine. Oxygen and some machine on my tummy to monitor my baby’s heart beat. They extracted some blood and performed a urine test which revealed that I have protein in my urine.
My husband was with me all the time. Until they saw the result and brought me to the labor room. I wasn’t allowed to drink nor eat anything.
For 24 hours, I was continuously monitored. That’s when the suffering started. I wanted to sleep but I can’t. I want to make sure that me and my baby will be ok.
I had a catheter on and because of not being able to drink anything. It just keeps releasing blood to the inserted catheter. It was terribly painful. Plus, the need to do an examination to my cervix almost every hour. They also inserted some primrose inside to help me induce labor. Hours after, the doctors are seeing no/very slow progress. It was still 2cm. So they decided to really just manually pop my waterbag and open my cervix. I was shaking, crying and all I can think of was my eldest daughter. My body is almost about to give up. But motivating yourself really helps. I keep telling myself to be strong cause someone’s waiting for me outside and it will soon pass.
Finally, the doctor brought me to the delivery room. They say because of my condition they will have to inject an epidural anesthesia to me.
I was crying but still talking to myself. Saying I can do this!
While preparing the anesthesia, I already felt that my baby is coming out. So I shouted, “Doc ayan na po. Lalabas na po. Lalabas na!!!” But they can’t allow me to push it harder because of my condition. They asked me to hold it. Then they helped me stay on my side so they can inject the anesthesia.
The anesthesia was just the best thing that happened at that time. All the pain was gone. Though I had forceps inserted I didn’t feel any pain when my baby went out.
I was so happy to see my baby out. She looks 99% like her daddy. She had a red mark on her face because of the forceps which stayed for about 48 hours.
She also had some clot on her eyes which went away after 1 week or two.
Recovery after that traumatic experience wasn’t also that easy. I needed to stay at the hospital because they wanted to make sure that I am fine to be sent home. My baby also was diagnosed with sepsis and jaundice so we stayed longer inside the hospital.
This wasn’t really how i expected my 2nd pregnancy to happen. I thought that it will be a lot easier than the 1st. But I guess not. I was so relaxed that I compromised a lot of things. I wasn’t taking my pre natal vitamins, always sleeping late and sometimes not even sleeping. Eating anything I want with no control. I learned my lesson.
I tell you every pregnancy is different. It’s been 6 months. And I still haven’t recovered. I developed a Fissure after giving birth it made me go to the hospital every month. On the 4th month I needed to undergo surgery because my Fissure became chronic. I am still in pain every now and then but I know God will heal me. I don’t know when but I know he will.
I am sharing this because I want everyone to learn a lesson. Always listen to your doctor and don’t forget to pray.
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